I have been with her for eight years, since she had an accident and was bedridden. Every day, she poured rice and water, and in the middle of the night, she turned around and gave her every spoonful of porridge. Many acquaintances praised me as a kind daughter-in-law and a brave husband. I also believe that as long as there is enough love, one day she will love it.
In fact, after eight years of patience, she gradually recovered. She can sit up, and then walk with a toddler. The whole family burst into joy. I burst into tears, I thought happiness had finally smiled at me.
But after only 1 month, she suddenly gave me a piece of paper. My heart beat faster when I saw that it was… the divorce paper, the reason why she wrote briefly: “No more love”.
My whole body trembled, I was so sad that I was stuck in words. 8 years of youth, 8 years of sweat and tears, finally replaced by a cruel betrayal.
I was stuck in pain, not crying, not begging. I quietly called two relatives at home, prepared 10 trays full of ducks. When everyone sat down in large numbers, I poured my wine and smiled coldly:
– “Now, I invite you to a hearty meal. After this meal, I will return everything to my wife.”
Before the entire tray was even smelled, exactly 10 minutes later, there was a sound of people outside the yard shouting, and then a group of cadres came in. In their hands was a thick file. Then, the truth was exposed:
👉All the property, land, and red books in his name had been transferred to my name since the day he was lying in bed.
All the astonished eyes fell on him, while I just poured another cup of wine, and said slowly:
– “It’s not too late for the prince to take revenge for ten years. Only eight years have passed since I died, right?
He no longer hesitated, his face was no longer a drop of blood, and his relatives were not stable…